Old Body


by Pavel Chichikov

for J.P.

I am your own, your soul

You are my servant and my patron and my house

Old body

I hear your voice as you hear mine today

On the keyboard, the guitar

Which you have learned to play

And I too learn to play the eye, the hands

That pick and strum

And press the keys together for a sound

Together we have learned and made a song –

You are old

And when you rest, forever I am young

Who are we together, and must we ever part?

You and I will live –

The massive instrument, the light immortal heart

Visit Pavel's website at Grey Owl Press.

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